Soul to Soul: A small soultalk

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The tayr sings, as the simorgh chimes

Too many heartchains, around
The heart so small.

We speak to ourselves...
Within.

A crazy old,
Soultalk.

You lie in bed,
The suckling ones suckle,
The kissing ones kiss...
The soul yearns

But one drop,
Of pure love.

Does the shawarma,
Taste better,

With or without...
A mayo.

Do not dream to eat,
Without hardwork.

Lest the soul curses you,
For being unwise.

A small soultalk at that.

Soul to soul,
Yer shalth see.

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Subject: A small soultalk

Note: Images have been generated using stable diffusion tool and poet's imagination.

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Some verses of introspective reflection towards a palpable reality without mercy.

Thanks for sharing.
Good day.

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It's a pleasure. will write more soon...

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Deep words... We should never dream to eat without hardwork unless the soul curses us for be u wise..

It shows we are foolish if we think that we can eat without working hard. No wonder they say that there is no food for the lazy man.

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